Texty: Amanda Ghost. Filthy Mind.

I?m home
Alright don't worry
[Incomprehensible]

My filthy mind
My filthy mind
My filthy mind
My filthy mind

My filthy mind
My filthy mind
My filthy mind
My filthy mind

My filthy mind
My filthy mind
My filthy mind
My filthy mind

Love is gone, my TV's on
I'm hanging with the boys
A life with fools, this world is cruel
We never dispense with toys

Could you make a suggestion
For an act I would enjoy?

And I'm drowning, so come inside
Welcome to my filthy mind
I'm drowning, so come inside
Welcome to my filthy mind

My fingers are burnt, forgot what I learnt
I'll never be a satisfied
Become a recluse, enjoy the abuse
It's better to just get high

Now I feel like a baby
Who has just opened its eyes

And I'm drowning, so come inside
Welcome to my filthy mind
I'm drowning, so come inside
Welcome to my filthy mind

My filthy mind
My filthy mind
My filthy mind
My filthy mind
My filthy mind
My filthy mind

[Incomprehensible]
Now I feel like a baby
Who has just opened its eyes

And I'm drowning, so come inside
Welcome to my filthy mind
I'm drowning, so come inside
Welcome to my filthy mind
Welcome to my filthy mind